The man's suppressed breathing, accompanied by strange wet sounds, made the girl's voice grow heated and unsteady.
"D-don't talk nonsense!"
Kamuro sounded like a bristling kitten. "We're not on a date or anything! Don't go misunderstanding things on your own!"
It sounded terribly forced.
Sakayanagi Arisu suddenly envisioned a scene of a man pinning down a girl—the girl desperately holding back while feeling furious about the interruption.
"Heh, today is Masumi-san's birthday, isn't it?"
Sakayanagi Arisu said calmly, "I've prepared a gift for you. Are you free to meet during lunch break?"
"Ah—nnh..."
At that moment, Kamuro let out a strange sound.
Sakayanagi Arisu's smile grew increasingly strained.
Though annoyed by their behavior, they probably weren't in a love hotel.
Because passersby's voices could be heard from the other end of the line, along with occasional sounds of running faucets—unlike an enclosed capsule room.
She felt somewhat relieved, but where exactly were they?
No sounds of orders or shop staff—not in a store.
Yet they were suppressing their voices, indicating they were in a place where exposure would be inconvenient.
"N-no need! I'll be back in the afternoon. This guy spent millions to get the mall to open... it's really infuriating!"
Kamuro spoke through gritted teeth, but beyond her voice, the rustling of clothes could be heard.
Sakayanagi Arisu paused slightly before laughing softly.
"I see. That makes me want to come even more. Where are you?"
There was one more class until lunch break. She would have to endure.
"At... at the mall! It's not like we have anywhere else to go."
Kamuro was playing dumb.
"Masumi-san." Sakayanagi Arisu enunciated each word clearly, "Where are you?"
The atmosphere fell silent, with only faint panting audible from the other end.
Sakayanagi Arisu's face immediately darkened.
"Kaoru-kun, you seem to be having a bit too much fun there?"
The phone quickly returned to Kaoru.
He whispered, "The situation is complicated—it's not what you think. Masumi-san and I will return in the afternoon."
"Hehehe, the class is currently discussing how to deal with you two. Have you thought about what explanation to give?"
Sakayanagi Arisu's voice was icy cold.
She didn't mind who Kaoru did bad things to, nor did she care if he did them right in front of her.
However, situations like this were what she hated most - completely ignoring her feelings.
"Tomorrow is Saturday, no classes. I think by Monday they won't care too much anymore."
Kaoru paused, "Besides, birthdays are like universal magic. I think it should be fine."
"Hehe, completely self-centered as always, Mitoma-kun."
Sakayanagi Arisu said, "If you two plan to get a room, remember to take necessary safety measures."
"Get a room? Get out of here!"
Kamuro's voice immediately came from the other side, one could easily imagine her blushing face.
"Who said anything about getting a room!"
Hearing this, Sakayanagi Arisu felt relieved.
Based on her understanding of Masumi, even if she was unwilling, she wouldn't actually get a room just to save face after being exposed so suddenly.
"Ahem, we really have no such plans."
Kaoru cleared his throat, "Anyway, if you want to give Masumi a gift, we can meet after school. She's not very willing to have a birthday party, I think only you and Miki will give her gifts."
Actually, aside from them, probably few people in the entire school knew about Kamuro's birthday.
Just as Sakayanagi Arisu was about to say something, she suddenly heard Kamuro's exclamation.
"Wah, it, it suddenly came out... aah... it got on my hand, you jerk..."
"Don't shout, Masumi!"
"Wh, what can I do... this is too scary... mmm..."
"Wait, why are you holding it so tight?"
"Isn't it supposed to go inside?"
"There's nothing left, stop rubbing it."
"Ha, how was I supposed to know... guh... d, doing this with you for the first time, what am I even doing!"
"Tissue, wipe it off quickly."
Sakayanagi Arisu hung up the phone expressionlessly.
Fortunately, her relationship with him wasn't that of real lovers - the so-called engagement was just for fun.
Otherwise, what expression should she make after hearing that conversation?
She almost forgot - Ichinose Honami was publicly recognized as his official girlfriend. What kind of feelings must she have facing such things?
As a girlfriend, having to watch her boyfriend flirt with another woman, even smiling while being cheated on - she must have a very strong heart indeed.
Sakayanagi Arisu clicked on Ichinose Honami's profile picture, edited a message, and clicked send.
No matter how strong one is, humans are ultimately selfish creatures.
...
Kamuro peeked out and, seeing no one in the restroom, couldn't help but sigh in relief.
She straightened her skirt and walked out confidently.
"Come out, there's no one outside."
Kaoru emerged from the stall and saw her standing in front of the sink, diligently wiping her hands clean.
However, upon closer observation, one could notice the girl's legs were slightly unnatural - slightly stiff and pressed tightly together.
Her black knee socks were somewhat misaligned, and her fair, plump thighs seemed to retain certain traces.
"Why did you have to answer Sakayanagi's call? You almost got us exposed earlier."Kamuro expressed her dissatisfaction
"Stop rambling. Just teach her a lesson!"
"She's even prepared a gift for you, and you're still complaining?"
Kaoru also washed his hands, noticing the girl in the mirror furrowing her brows.
"A gift... Forget it, I won't bother with her. She's always ordering people around—consider it my payment."
Kamuro was quite pragmatic, indifferent to such superficial things.
"Speaking of gifts, I actually prepared one for you too."
Kaoru's millions certainly weren't wasted; he was about to take Kamuro to receive her gift.
"A gift?"
Kamuro looked at him suspiciously, touching her lower abdomen.
"Isn't it this?"
Kaoru's face darkened. "Am I that perverted? Besides, we didn't actually do it."
"What's the difference from actually doing it?"
Kamuro shot him a sidelong glance. "Someone was acting pretty twisted earlier, getting fixated on that part of a girl and insisting on doing it there."
"You said you didn't want to dirty your clothes, so I did it this way."
"And ended up dirtying this instead. Well done, you foot fetishist."
"..."
Seeing him unable to retort, Kamuro felt a bit pleased.
Recalling what had just happened, she chuckled inwardly—so this is what it feels like to do something bad. It didn't seem so bad after all.
With that thought, the girl tugged uncomfortably at her skirt.
Even with safety shorts on, the sticky residue inside made her feel uneasy.
With even the slightest movement, the tightly wrapped skin clearly registered a strange sensation, as if she could still smell the scent—thick with male hormones.
"Hurry up and leave. This is the women's restroom." Kamuro said nonchalantly.
Looking at her outward appearance, who would have thought that such a cool, detached girl would have traces of a man beneath her skirt?
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